Well, the Mariner's season, at least. It's too early for my end-of-season really round-up. I need a couple of days to lay out my final conclusions. Don't worry, I will.
For now, it's satisfying to look back over my shoulder and reflect, with some, wonder at the significance at a full season taken as a whole. However it turns out a season is a remarkable thing snd no two are alike. Even if you started all over again, with exactly the same players, it wouldn't be the same. It can't be repeated.
That's the wonderful part of it. Every season is unique. A set of an events that can never be, will never be, exactly repeated. For better or worse, the Ms 2019 season is like none that preceded it and any that will will ever follow.
And that is the wonder of it. We will never see this season again. There may be, let's hope not, some like it, but this odd combination of Vogie and Mallex and Marco, even if they all come back together next season cannot repeat what we just experienced.
Look back. You'll never see this again.
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